Roxy-fied!

I’m so sick of being sick!  Quicksilver picked it up from somewhere & brought it home with him like a little puppy.  Bleah.

Everything I’ve wanted to do before Vegas has been splatted like a fly on the table.  First it was the holidays, then my brother was here for a week (which just happened to also be the week that my dad stayed in town here for a few days and Quicksilver’s good buddy from Idaho was in town as well, unexpectedly) and now I am sick.  Bleah2.

I’m almost ready for Vegas, which is bound to be a great time – how could it not be with 3 sexy, wild, beer-drinking snatches??!!  Teehee.  I am excited even though I’ve been several times.  The other girls are virgins, but truth be told, I’ve never been on a girl’s trip there so it will be a new experience for me as well.  Woohoo!!!

I have lots more to catch up on, but I need my Nyquil Nap now.  I’m running out of steam and I still have one more work day left.  Maybe I can work a full day tomorrow – that’d be nice.

And yes, I actually posted a new HNT!!  (See tab above???)

I can’t believe it’s almost 2010 – sounds so weird, btw – 2009 flew by but I have to say I’m glad it’s over & am anxious to see how 2010 is.  (I’m always anxious no matter what I do or where I am…my parents should have named me Nelly, as in Nervous Nelly)

Caedyn is now 24lbs – geez.  I think she is bigger than she should have been *wink-wink* but you never know what you’re gonna get with that whole breeding thing.  We adore her & she is a hysterical dog.  She gets her spaying stitches out Monday and should be taking it easy.  *Ahem*  Tell that to a 7mo puppy!

Christmas was ok.  I think my favorite part of it all is having almost 11 days off of work.  That is flying by, I am sad to say.  I could so easily stay at home, lol.

Anyway – my brother is flying in from Alaska Friday night and staying a week.  That’ll be fun.

Wii Fit+ is kicking my ass.  Sad to say.

Hang in there with me, I’ll get back to this open-up-and-write thing.  I also very easily get stuck in Hermit Mode.  Gotta shake myself out of that – it’s so unhealthy.  Bleah.

Did you fall off your chair?  I’m writing!  Yes, now that my stupid busy season is over, I can join the living again.  Yay!!  But I have to get in the habit of blogging again or I’ll get caught up in other stuff.

Let’s see – not much has happened since I last wrote. Life is the same – same shit, different day.  Caedyn grew & is now 23.5lbs.  I pick her up today from the vet’s (she was spayed yesterday) & will be happy to see her.  We were all sad she was gone over night, even Cerveza.  As much as he acts like he is annoyed by all the other animals, he’s never been the only dog in the house so I imagine he’s a little freaked out and not liking being alone (at least he is certainly acting weird).  It’ll be interesting to see how he responds when she walks through the door.

Christmas is right around the corner & it affects me like everyone else.  I need to hit the sales but just can’t deal with the crowds so I’m patiently (ha!) waiting for Friday to be over with.  Hope I can hit some pretty good After Christmas sales, you know?

OH!  Weird Ass Mom moved out!!  (Did you fall off your chair this time???)  Yes -  more on that later.  It’s been Heaven but it’s fairly recent and I think I’m still not believing it.

Anyway – I must go get ready to pick up  my beautiful doggy but I wanted to get in here and write something real quick before I put it off.

Gotta get my groove back on!

So, anyone who ‘manages’ other people at work will have some good ones of their own.  The excuses…why someone was late.  Why someone needs a day off.  Why someone did something totally not what you said.  Etc etc etc.

My temp workers this year are a great bunch.  They all get along, they all laugh and have a good time at work (as much as that is humanly possible).  But…& this is not to put down anyone with a minimum wage job because Lord knows in this economy, you gotta take what you get.  And I understand the teenager just out of school, the college kid entering the ‘real world’, the middle-aged & older having to start over.  I get it.  What I’m talking about is the worker who never…wants anything better.  You know?

So, without further explaining…I’d like to share a few of my personal experiences.  Because maybe you need a laugh…or to feel better that you’re not in my position, lol.

Top 3 Excuses Why I Was Late:

• 3 – I was car shopping with my girlfriend this morning
• 2 – I had my ‘monthly’ and I know you didn’t want me bleeding all over the place here because I flow like a river and I had to get it under control.
• 1 – Ummm…ummmm…I don’t know how to say this…but on the way here, I had diarrhea and I messed in my boxerss and I had to pull over and throw them out.  (To which I just stared and wondered if this guy actually SAID THIS OUT LOUD TO ME.  He left later due to another ’round’)

Top 3 Reason Why I Need a Day Off:

• 3 – My kid has a Dr’s appt (from a guy who earlier in the month said he doesn’t have custody or visitation rights.  His son lives in another state too.)
• 2 – I have to be at court & fight a restraining order.
• 1 – It’s tragic really.  Well, maybe that’s a little lie.  Ok, it’s a lie.  I really need a day off to run errands with my girlfriend.  I’ve been trying to do them in the mornings & that’s why I’ve been late a few times.  (This is our busiest time of the year and you do NOT get days off.  We work OT 6 days a week, so you really think I’m going to allow you a day off to run errands???)

Worst Thing Westcoast Weirdo Has Had to Do:

• 3 – Tell a ’special person’ that she just wasn’t getting the hang of it (she was so sweet & I felt horrible.  Luckily, she worked out for another dept.)
• 2 – Tell a guy that he had to cease talking about wanting to kill his wife around the other co-workers.
• 1 – Call a guy into my office and address his body odor issue.  Man – the guy STANK.  Dude – he smelled the whole upstairs!  I had other people come in and ask wtf the funk was.  It was horrible.  People were gagging.  I think he was trying to save money on his water bill & wasn’t showering because he didn’t initially smell, it was only the past 2 weeks.  And since our talk, he smells ok.  What else could it be?  But, my God, I wanted to puke!!  My assistant said it colorfully – “He smells like he has a rotten onion up his ass and just walked out of a sauna with it all fermented and steamy!”

And those are just the ones I can remember at the moment.  At least have the decency to lie, or come up with a good, plausible excuse!  Dorks.

On another note,  I came across a teacher whose name was Mrs. Fux.

No lie.

My poor abandoned blog.  Well, not really.  It happens every year at this time with my busy season.  *sigh*  I’m not going to delete it though or anything like that.  I will be back normally & until then, from time to time.

I learned a new song last night.  It’s to the “My bolgna has a first name” tune.  Ready?  OK!

My bologna has a first name, it’s j-u-i-c-yyyy!

My bolgna has a second name, it’s p-u-s-s-yyyy!

I love to eat it every day and if you ask me why I’ll sayyyy

Cuz juicy pussy has a way of keeping cotton mouth at bay!

*snort*  Now it won’t leave my head.

Caedyn is getting big   She’s a little over 17lbs.  I need to get some good pix of her.  I will.

*muah*

So Caedyn had her first river trip a few weekends ago.  A quick trip to take the boat to my dad’s for what is left of the summer.  We’re planning a trip with the co-owners (& friends, duh!) for my dad’s birthday at the end of the month and since we all have to work Friday, we’re leaving late and it’s quicker w/o pulling the boat.

But we thought we’d take my dad & his wife out as a nice gesture for letting us keep it there for free.

Caedyn went with us for numerous reasons but mainly because WAM is not a puppy person.  Meaning she’s we todded & I can’t trust her.

She (Caedyn, not the we todd) wasn’t thrilled with it.  Mainly because it was really busy out there & we left late in the morning.  There were no completely dry beaches or I think she would have loved the shit out of it.  I think the waves from the boats passing tripped her out.  She sat in the chair and whined or was sleeping.  We made her walk several times tho ;P

She did have an exciting time playing with Radar, their Chi mix.  She was so stoked that he was paying her all this attention and wouldn’t leave her alone.  If she had only understood that he was humping her head & ear & side & insert every other body part, she would have been so sad.

1. How do you differentiate between love and lust?
If I just want to hump them, but not be in a relationship with them.

2. You are happily married, engaged, or committed in a relationship, yet you have a hot sexy dream about someone you have always wanted to do it with. Have you cheated at least in your mind?
I don’t think this is cheating either.  Because it’s impossible not to find other people attractive.

3. Do you trust your significant other?
Totally with every fiber in my being.

4. How important is your Husband or Wife wearing their Wedding bands?
How important to me is it that my husband wear his ring??  Is that what yer trying to say?  Or the other way around?  Either way – both are important.  I wouldn’t be with a man/the type of man who wouldn’t wear one.  And Quicksilver would be, like, wtf woman??!!

Is it important to you and why?
See above.

5. Do you feel that flirting is OK if you are taken?
Nothing wrong with flirting.

Bonus (as in optional):If you were 100% guaranteed not to get caught having a one night stand with someone else, would you?
I would like to say yes, but I don’t think I’d be able to do it.  My integrity is important to me.

…or are we on 5673???

The good thing about a 45-60 min trek home is that you get all your thinking done.  Your mind screaming, your planning, your logic sessions, your bitching in your mind so that you’re somewhat normal by the time you pull into your driveway.

It does me good.  It does my marriage good.

Today was one of those days, though, that I wished there was an actual person in the car with me.  Or someone I could have called & just vented to and have them go off with agreement with me.

I start training 9 people on Monday.  At 6:45 in the morning, after I’ve picked up donuts for them, after I’ve gotten to work even earlier to set all the shit up.  We’ve spent months now on this training session & planning it.  Meetings back & forth with Mr. Manager (SIL).  Had the shit nailed.  Stuff that I’ve done for 17yrs alone but Mr. Manager needs to be a part of too now, I understand that.

Owner’s wife sticks her nose in.  She knows NOTHING about my dept & yet she is ‘qualified’ to pull the nails right up & revamp it all a few weeks ago.  I won’t go into how pissed I was then, it’s moot & I’ve moved on.  She’s one of those SAHMs that come into her husband’s company and ‘assumes the position’ (& not in a good way) to feel important.  Sorry, hun, you were a SAHM.

Owner’s daughter (1 of many family members) used to work in my dept & then moved laterally to a graphic design position but has always been available to help me in binds.  She’s always done the training too because I have REAL shit coming in that I can’t get behind on.  This year we decide to split it to cram it all into a week.  Fine.  This was decided MONTHS ago.  She’s had MONTHS to plan her 2 hour afternoon time slots.  MONTHS.

As the deadline got nearer, she started ‘freaking out’.

SIDE NOTE:  This girl is a spoiled brat.  She’s fucked up.  She’s bi-polar.  According to her family, she has this ‘disease’ (not the bi-polarism).  You know what this ‘disease’ really is?  Temper tantrums. When this 33yr old woman has to do something she doesn’t want, she pulls this cunt pouting attitude where she’s pissed off and throwing tissies until her parents let her have her way.  Oh!  And when she got all caught up in ‘the reefer’ and got too carried away with the munchies & started getting shit from her family, she suddenly had a ’sensitive’ stomach where she ‘couldn’t keep food down.  She’d throw up shortly after eating’.  To which I stared at my boss like he was from a another fucking planet.  Oh no, his daughter wasn’t bulimic.  She had a ‘disease’ then too!)

Guess what happened?

In our meeting yesterday she huffed & puffed and I knew when I walked in there this morning, I would be told that Ms. Spoiled Twat wasn’t part of the training anymore.  And I was right.  So, 2 days before we’re supposed to start, we have to TOTALLY re-do next week’s training.  *I* am doing most of it alone…somehow also getting the real stuff done on time too.  (Oh I must have a magic worker-fairy up my ass or something!!!)

I was in meetings for almost 4hrs today & tomorrow probably the same to finalize it.  Then I have to get my shit together to actually start Monday.  I worked OT today, I can’t do that tomorrow because we’re leaving for Yuma when I get home.

Fuck her.  She’s running around today on Bi-Polar Cloud Nine cuz she got exactly what she wanted (she told me numerous times before that she didn’t want to do this so I had a feeling it would come down to this).  I felt like kicking her.  And so much more.

(Why can’t WAM eat her food like a normal person?  She’s standing at the kitchen counter stuffing her mouth with chips like a fucking chipmunk.  Can she not go sit down somewhere like a normal person?  It’s like she’s so fucking hungry she just.can’t.make.it or she.will.die.of.starvation.  OMFG – she is literally eating olives, right?  And before she is even finished with the first one, she is sticking another one in!  And another! Like they’re going to fucking run away from her! She must have 16 of those things in there!!!  Oh – now another chip!!  Lord – please – why me?)

I can say this – if I don’t get a good raise, I am going to raise some Hell.  Mr. Manager can do the manager duties if I’m not going to get paid manager’s wages (not much more than what I make, but it’s salary so in the slow season, I won’t starve) and I will hunt for something else & have no guilt about leaving them high & dry during the busy season (trust me, it would put that place in shambles & show them exactly how much I really did.  He’d have to hire 3 people, I shit you not.)  I know I’m getting taken advantage of and I’m accepting it for now because  my review is in another month.

But I am *done*.  I don’t care if I find some brain-dead office job for $11 an hour.  It sounds like Heaven to me right now.  I’ll pay any price right now to not cry in the shower at night out of frustration & burnt-out-ness.

But I can’t do it now & maybe not until after the season.  I do have one little glimmer though & that is my assistant.  I finally fought unrelentlessy for him and I’m hoping he makes my life on Planet Hell bearable.

*Whew*  Now I think I can move on & enjoy my weekend with my dad.

HAHAHA – Caedyn just tried to bring in a stick the size of a small tree in throught the doggy-door.  LOL  Try, try, try, try.  OK drop.  LOL  Puppies are funny.  Her trendy collar came in yesterday & so did her kick-ass chrome/pink metal skull tag.  She’s pimpin’!

My human kids would be so stylin’.  LOL

Thanks for listening!!

Sorry for my absence.  I tend not to write when things are shitty and only write when I’m happy & things are going great, lol.

Work is frustrating.  It literally gives me heart palpitations just thinking about it & the Hell season I’m about to go through.  And that’s not good for anyone, let alone little ol’ me who takes heart meds 2x a day.

I seriously need to put some effort into seeing what is out there.

Caedyn & the other dogs are doing better.  She just terrorizes them & I think that’s the whole problem.  They’ll all learn to live together sooner or later.

We’re going to Yuma this weekend to visit my dad.  Actually to take the boat out there so that when we go at the end of the month, it’s a quick drive after work.  We plan on bringing Caedyn to play with their dog (well, mainly because WAM can’t handle her yet – the whole 3-dogs-not-being-best-friends thing.  Plus, she won’t put in the effort it takes to watch a puppy – making sure she goes out to pee!!!) & get her used to car rides early etc etc.  She loves the pool & they have one so…

We might bring out Cerveza, who does love going.  But with the two of them having issues sleeping in the same bed as us…I would *really* like a decent night’s sleep Saturday, you know?  So, he might stay home this time.  It comes down to Caedyn winning because of WAM.  (I secretly think she hopes Cadyn’s training fails…since her own dog is a dumbass.)

I’m just blabbering.  Just putting something here so that I don’t lose interest, lol.  I’m in a bad mood – no mood to write anything decent.

Doh.

Ahhhh…hear that?

*crickets*

That’s right – nothing!  No one else talking or making a ruckus.  Just me and my babies enjoying a quiet afternoon alone.

WAM is in San Marcos with her friend all night and Quicksilver is officially employed P/T on an off-road truck racing team so he is over there fabricating and helping out and all that boy-shit.  It’s been awhile since I had some time alone.

I’m happy that he gets to do that race stuff.  He is really into (in fact, we were in partnership with a few other people and had a race car that he drove) all that typical male crap – sports, racing, dirt, motorcycles.  You get it.  And since he’s been cut back to 8hr days at his ‘real’ job, he comes home at 2pm and is so bored.  No one else is home so all he does is nap, lol.  He’s been very unhappy and this takes him out of the house, with boys, doing boy stuff AND he’s bringing home money for mama!  Score!  LOL

Does it make me an alcoholic that I’m drinking alone?  Wait, I’m not alone, I have you guys!!

Caedyn is doing good.  She & the other dogs are working out some issues.  I expected it, she’s just not as…docile?…as I had first thought.  She’s not gonna take crap from anyone and it’s getting her in trouble simply because she is a baby & doesn’t know limits, lol.  She’s a moose compared to my other dogs and she’s accidentally being too rough with them/doesn’t know when to stop.  And my other two have never been around a baby so they don’t know to put her in her place.  But having said that & it sounding really horrible, they play together & are getting comfy with each other.

She *loves* the water.  Teehee!  The heat and/or humidity is getting to her so when I put her on the pool step, she was like – Ahhhh!!!!  And then just stood there while I put water over her.  Then she just walked around not even trying to get out.  She followed me out when I went to get a beer & then tried getting back in herself and being a clumsy 9wk old pup, landed face first.  Literally nose-dived and got water up her nose and everything.  She wasn’t too happy about that.  Doh.

(And no, she’s not peeing.  I caught her as she was sitting down.)

*SIGH* I’m at my wit’s end with work.  The two hrs wasted on driving, the hectic, long hours…just the whole mess of it.  I never wanted to be a career type woman. I wanted to enjoy my life, be happy with it.  But I got stuck with my job because I needed its money.  Well, now that Quicksilver has that P/T job, I may be less strapped to mine.

But it’s such a quagmire.  I’ve been there for 17rs, I know what I’m doing.  I get paid good. I get a week off at Christmas.  I get 3 weeks paid vacation.  I pretty much get to take off whenever I want to Jan – July.  Some would say I’d be an idiot to quit.

But…no benefits.  Notta one.  Not even direct deposit.  When the last day of the month or the 15 fall on a weekend, we get paid the Monday AFTER.  I work 12+hr days 6 days a week Aug-Dec.  I work the day & weekend after Thanksgiving.  Work is an hour away on a good traffic day (coming home is usually more).  My gas bill is higher than my car payment.  Management leaves a lot to be desired.  Most of the family works there now and can’t agree on shit.  One person is telling you one thing & another is telling you the opposite (there’s no respect).  The only thing they supply in the building is the toilet paper.  Working there has gone down hill.  I’m *tired* of it.  The hours, the crappy people, the whole process.  I’m bored.  Unchallenged.

I think it’s time to move on when, as you are driving to work, you fantasize about driving off the cliff instead.  Don’t you?  But the economy sucks ass.  I’m not looking to make the same amount of money.  I’m looking for something closer to home.  Something I enjoy doing.  Something that is…a no-brainer.

I *get* those people who quit their 100k a year job to…make bars of soap in their backyard.  You know?

As much as I do NOT want to go through this season – my 18th, I have to.  To see if Quicksilver’s holds up.  I’m an adult and not as carefree as some 16yo.  And it’s not like I hate what I do.  Or the people that own/run it.  But the combo – I hate.  With every fiber in my being.    We’ll see where my path leads.  Bleah.

Our good friends, T&K, are supposed to come up this weekend and bring Bob, their Beagle, to play with Caedyn.  She needs someone with equal energy to hers, lol.  Not sure if they’re spending the night, but it’s supposed to be sooo nice up here – to where we can hang out on the back patio and not sweat 10lbs off.

The weekend after that is to the river to take the boat out and drop it off.  It’s much easier getting in your car after a Friday work day & heading out to AZ than to have to spend an extra hour or so on the road because you’re towing it.  !

I just got bit on the toe.  Guess that’s my que to spend some quality time with the doggies